Letting Life Lead
From: The Daily Prompt
The Prompt: Cut Off — When was the last time you felt really, truly lonely?
A Response that was a First Click: Raspberry’s Daydreams
A Response All By Myself: The Lone Rose
A Response that’s All Quite on the Snowy Front: Relax
A Response for Only the Lonely: Pride in Madness
How fortuitous that this prompt came up today. I am not feeling well so I was looking for something to post and was digging into some of my old archives of my Bad Teenage Poetry and happened upon this one I wrote when I was a little over nineteen which happens to be one of the few that doesn’t rhyme. May it bring you a smile or a groan.
Talk to Me
You told an open ear,
I do not communicate.
And implied that I did not
care for you.
You said I never share my
thoughts or feelings.
I heard you felt excluded
I took those words to heart,
and strove to make them untrue.
So, on passing by,
I greeted you warmly.
You gave a soft, limp reply.
I told you how much you meant to me
in three simple words.
But you were cold in my arms,
then moved away.
I tried to tell you about my day
and share myself with you.
Why didn’t you lend your ears
to my words?
I was going to try again,
but I heard you speak aloud.
You said you wished I would go away
and leave you alone.
writing, traveling, and tap dancing around town.
Leave your fear of the dark at the door, suspend your disbelief and come on in...
Writer and procrastinator
Warden of Words // Shaper of Stories
Bewitching Journey of Words to Meaning
This is the story of building a cottage , the people and the place. Its a reminder of hope and love.
Just your average PhD student using the internet to enhance their CV
Pen to paper